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  Miyung wasn’t in class today.   That was enough reason for your mood to be uplifted.    As expected, class was filled with curiosity about the new kids.    Where did they come from? How on earth did they manage to slip in the Academy with just a few more weeks before graduation?  And most importantly...   Why the hell, of all people in the district, did they choose to stick like glue to a person like you?   Mrs. Jin had forced the boys to come up and introduce themselves. Girls were swooning left and right; their eyes twinkling with interest as they assessed the boys. To them, Kris looked like a real life anime character, as if he had just been ripped out of a manga page.    While Kai was the younger, skinnier and not to mention, HOTTER version of the famous actor Kim Taehyun.    When Kai heard that he raised his eyebrow at you with a crooked grin.    “Pft,” you snorted when you heard that. NOW people were getting ridiculous. “Kim Taehyun is cuter.”    Perhaps, Mrs. Jin was still mad about the detention mishap last time and wanted to torture you. She gave you constant dirty looks and snapped your name rudely. Each time she picked on you to do a question, Kris would raise his hand and choose to do the work instead. He didn’t like how unprofessional your teacher was acting and wanted to give her a taste of her own medicine.    You didn’t remember how many times you had sent him grateful smiles today, but it was more than plenty since you have met him.    Mrs. Jin was surprised but chose not to object to him; he had eyes that could even make her, a middle aged married woman, weak in the knees. He had written a dozen complex formulas on the board, and answered it according to his own knowledge.    In the end, Mrs. Jin was left blank and humiliated for not understanding a single thing Kris had written. Your classmates stifled their laughs as Mrs. Jin attempted to answer the formula herself but only ended up failing.   “Jjang!” You held out your good hand as Kris passed by. He blinked in surprise before a smirk appeared on his once emotionless face as he smacked his palms against yours lightly.    For someone who constantly teased you, Kris was actually more intelligent than you gave him credit for. Your mood was slowly going up each time he stood up to answer the questions for you.   Your classmates were getting more dazed by the second.    Yoonjung was slightly puzzled, and each time she would glance back, you and the boys were having secret eye affairs. Although you guys weren’t exchanging words, your looks were enough to give everything away. Your expression was unreadable; the look in your eyes... it was something she’s never seen before.   She pouted slightly. *Why does it feel like I’m losing my best friend?*     You had your elbows propped up with your cheek rested on your good hand. Kai had graciously volunteered to write notes for you... although everything was in Chinese scripture. It was a good thing you decided to take literature class with Professor Donghae or else you would never be able to read such complicated writing.    The bell rang, and indicated for next period. For some reason, you were feeling pumped up. Although you had a bad hand, you felt unstoppable.   Your classmates left. Some lingered behind to get better looks at the new boys.    “Alright guys,” you whispered quietly. “Next class is Gym, it’s basically physical activity. You guys have your gym outfits right?”    The boys looked at each other and then shook their head. You smacked your hand on your forehead. “Come on let’s go to the office to buy it. We have to hurry!” You straightened up and remembered Yoonjung was there.   She had waited for you.   A sudden plunge of guilt hit you. The way she looked at you as if she was secretly saying, ‘did you forget me’ was evident in her eyes. You frowned. “Yoonie, let’s take the boys to the office together? Yes?”    Immediately, she perked up and she nodded. Her hair bouncing up and down as she did. You hooked your arms through hers and waved the boys to follow.    As you walked, you two casually talked.    “Oh!” You blinked and turned to the boys, remembering something. “Let’s formally greet each other now. Yoonjung, this is Kai,” you pointed. He smirked at you and you made a face. “And this is Kris. Guys, this is my best friend, Yoonjung!”    Yoonjung held out her hand and beamed, “Hi Kai! Hi Kris.”   The boys glanced down at her hand and then back up at her as if she was an alien.    “Sorry,” Kai said. His voice was so soft, and smooth that it made Yoonjung’s heart flutter like the wings of butterflies. “But I can’t touch the hands of another girl that isn’t my Maidens.”    You gawped at him. Yoonjungs shoulder fell in disappointment as she awkwardly retrieved her hand. *Oh?*   Kris nodded in agreement. “After all, she is our be—” “NUUUU!” You cla